Little Princess, I miss you so much…
(Makes pained noises)
Anyway, that's how it is. If you have any questions about the school and can't get proper answers from the staff, why not try coming to us—the biggest well-connected family in Advanced Nurturing High!
She can even find a way to squeeze into Class A. Is there anything she can't do?!
Alright, enough nonsense. Back to the main topic.
Strictly speaking, I should've continued spoiling things today.
After all, I've already secretly introduced two people to you. It wouldn't be fair to play favorites.
But, well—
First, what I just said kind of counts as spoilers already.
Second… I realized that if I keep this up, I might run out of material.
Yeah, not now. Right now, I still have plenty of tricks up my sleeve.
But high school lasts three years. Over a thousand days.
It feels like it flies by in a blink, but when you think about it, it's actually a long time.
If I introduce one "freak" per day, no matter how many there are in this school, it still won't be enough.
So today, I'll generously reveal the super-big intel that Recorder-Bro sold to Ryuuen for two million personal points!
Only Class A graduates get employment privileges.The first month's special exam has already begun.Class A are corporate slaves. Class B are also corporate slaves. Class C stirs trouble. Class D is trash. You can transfer classes for 20 million personal points.
…Thinking about it, I have reason to suspect that Little Princess, who clearly has obvious flaws but still ended up in Class A, probably got there because her dad paid twenty million to transfer her before enrollment.
So rich. So jealous.
If I'd known earlier, I would've sold intel too.
But if I got exposed for selling intel, that'd be kind of stupid. And if I went to Class C to compete with Recorder-Bro, I'd probably get beaten up.
If only I'd come out of the White Gym, I wouldn't be so scared.
Too bad I didn't.
Oh right, there's one more thing.
It's also about Little Princess.
Feels like I already exposed a lot about her today, so one more bit shouldn't matter, right?
The second day is already over. I guess Little Princess has probably accepted the master thief as her tool by now.
Honestly, I should've gone and intercepted her first.
Even though Miss Phantom Thief isn't that useful, the whole "you wouldn't want this to happen, would you?" setup is surprisingly good. Maximum intimidation.
Too bad—I forgot.
You know, when you get older, your memory gets worse. You can even forget to recruit your tools.
But what's missed is missed. Let the thief girl belong to Little Princess.
She probably likes being ordered around anyway.
I've written too much.
I planned to write more about myself, but when you write about school, it's hard to only write about yourself.
So that's it.
Good night. Wishing everyone peaceful sleep.]
After controlling the length a little—since overly long diaries hurt readability—Asakusa Toru let out a long breath and put down his pen.
He'd written everything he should.
And everything he shouldn't.
Now it was time for the results.
Exposing school rules should cause more emotional fluctuation than targeting a single reader.
And since the intel had already been sold, spoiling it today probably didn't count as overdoing it.
As for whether it was interesting…
Well, that depended on whether the material he copied from Ms. Hatsune Triangle was any good.
"...Still doesn't feel oppressive enough."
Lowering his head and rereading what he'd written, Asakusa Toru decided to reflect.
Words had power.
Strong writing could easily make readers feel immersed.
It could clearly transmit the emotions contained within.
In other words, good writing could make readers feel "violated" just through sight.
If Sakayanagi Arisu were reading his diary right now, she should feel like she was being licked from head to toe.
That was the effect he wanted.
Unfortunately, Asakusa Toru wasn't Sakayanagi Arisu.
And looking at his own writing, he couldn't really feel much.
Whether it worked or not…
Only the final evaluation would tell.
Be patient.
Wait.
And hope.
...
"ALICE-chan, ALICE-chan, ALICE-chan, ALICE-chan, ALICE-chan—"
Flipping through the diary pages, on the next page after the previous section, what suddenly started Sakayanagi Arisu was the nearly page-filling "ALICE."
"...Idiot."
Frowning, she muttered softly.
Of course she knew that "ALICE" referred to her.
There was no other ALICE in the entire school.
Combined with the "Little Princess" and "well-connected family" comments, it was obvious he was slandering her.
But… what did he mean by being stuffed into Class A?
What did he mean by her father paying twenty million to transfer her in?
What a joke!
She got into Class A purely through her own ability!
She, Sakayanagi Arisu, had never used power for personal gain—not even once!
The more she read, the harder she clenched her teeth.
What nonsense was this guy spouting?!
At this rate, at this rate, her father's fairness would be questioned!
Her small hand holding the diary trembled slightly.
For the first time, the diary had actively stirred her emotions.
"I was just treating this as entertainment… but since you dare go this far, you'd better be prepared to face me."
Her red lips parted as she murmured, a fierce glitter appearing in her eyes.
Of course, with her petite figure, even her fiercest expression looked to others like a kitten throwing a tantrum.
But still—
She was super fierce.
"..."
Her slender white fingers flipped through the pages again and again, her brows tightly furrowed.
Originally, she'd only used the diary as a way to kill time.
The first two days had genuinely entertained her.
Whether it was the declaration of war, or the fake "trial" about finding impostors set up by some mysterious "brother," it was all quite interesting.
That was why she'd continued reading when it updated.
But today's content made her very unhappy.
Slander.
Malicious speculation without evidence.
And not just targeting her—
It even dragged her father into it?
That was too much.
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